The End

Hello, Mr. Bird

How did you find my window, window, window?

The rumors that you heard

Must have come from my widow, widow, widow

I didn't mean to die

I didn't mean to make her cry

But in the coffin where I lie

I didn't have much choice

As I pop the question

Funeral procession

Hello, Mr. Stinkbug

You're just a little insect, insect, insect

I'm gonna pick you up

And my hands will help to protect, protect, protect

And guide you on your way

'Cause otherwise you'd go astray

It happens to us all some days

And we don't have much choice

As I pop the question

Funeral procession

We don't know when the end will come

So we're choosing not to play dumb

And you'll know where we're coming from

When we do die

Hello, ladies and gentlemen

You're all so beautiful

I'd like to thank you all

For coming out to see the show

Hello, ladies and gentlemen

You all look so beautiful

Be sure to say goodbye

Before we leave the show